this is my first story and i love Scarecrow and Jonathan Crane so I decided to base it on him and an OC of my own. I have only uploaded 3 chapters so far and we'll see how it goes, it may seem a bit slow at first but i just wanted to get some background. I will carry on if i get a few reviews.
Anyway, ive based Jonathan's character on Cillian Murphy, just cause he's excellent and I do not own Batman or any of the chaacters in DC or any of the Nolanverse, i just own Evangeline, Hope you enjoy!
A kiss from an angel
1. Paperwork
Evangeline Fell looked up from her paperwork as something from the television caught her attention. The screen was glowing from the orange flames rising from Wayne Enterprises and the news camera panned out to show the viewers the disturbing scene of people fleeing from the burning building and from gun fire. The news camera zoomed in the direction of the gun fire and standing at the entrance of the building was none other than the Joker. Evangeline recognised this madman as she had briefly encountered him in Arkham Asylum while shadowing Dr Harleen Quinzel, who coincidentally, was standing by the Jokers side on the screen.
"It's funny how the mind works...and the heart" she thought out loud and switched off the television. She returned to her paperwork reluctantly, she was thankful for the internship at the asylum to further her studies in criminology but the paperwork was a joke. "And I don't even get paid for doing it" she sighed.
Evangeline stretched and walked into the bedroom to change into her pjs, she was still wearing her pencil skirt and blouse that she wore to the asylum a few hours previous. She dressed into her most comfy pair of flannel pjs and unpinned her hair. Her curls fell down to her shoulders and she then began to wipe off her makeup. Evangeline didn't really need to wear much make up with her porcelain skin tone but she felt much more comfortable with it on, besides, the eyeliner made her blue eyes pop. Feeling a bit more human, she made her way back into the living room and gathered up her papers and made her way to the couch. Since Evangeline could no longer shadow Dr Quinzel, she had to be put with a new doctor but until that could be arranged, she was stuck doing papers. Evangeline relaxed on the couch and thought about what first inspired her to study criminology, it started when she was 16, she was still living with her parents and their apartment suffered its 5th break-in. The Fell family were poor but got by with what little they had, Evangeline's father worked at the Docks and her mother was a house keeper, they didn't earn much but they were grateful for each other. The break-ins were frequent, her father tried to laugh it off, "that's what we get for living in down town Gotham" but her mother was on the verge of tears, "what more can they take? We have nothing left" Evangeline went out to the fire escape, were she often sat and looked over the city. Police cars zoomed by and she thought she heard a gunshot; she shook her head, 'what makes these people tick? Why do they do these things? How can they be stopped?' she stood up straight and wiped away a tear, her thoughts were distracted by the huge symbol that brightened up the night. "Be a hero?" she snorted at that idea and went back inside to comfort her mother.